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History and Legend of Trees and Cribs
Christmas trees and cribs, within
respective spheres of influence, pro
vide focal points for observances of
the season.
• Legentiarily, the Christ Child
blessed the huge pine which shel
tered the Holy Family during the
flight into Egypt.
A strange child was received hos
pitably into the hut of a poor wood
cutter who lived on the edge of a
great forest. At midnight the fam
ily was awakened: looking out of
the window, they beheld the little
stranger clad in gleaming radiance
and surrounded by a choir of angels:
the flr tree beneath the window was
covered with silver nuts and lights,
apples and threads of gold: and the
jchild revealed his identity:
? "I am the Christking, bringing
happiness to good children. This flr
tree shall be my emblem.”
The Druids were worshipers of
Thor to whom the Thunder Oak was
sacred. St. Wilfred, standing amid
his Christian converts, felled the
oak to symbolize the severance of
aU connections with heathen Druid
rites. The old tree split Into four
pieces as it fell and, from its very
center, a young flr tree pointed sky
ward.
"This young tree.” said Wilfred,
"shall be your Holy tree tonight.
Let it be called the tree of the Christ
Child; gather about it, not in the
Wildwood, but in your own homes.
There it will shelter no deeds of
blood but shall be surrounded with
loving gifts and rites of kindness.”
What the Christmas tree is to
northern countries, the crib is to
southern Europe and Catholic coun
tries.
Owing to the widespread Inability
of the masses to read and the pre
vailing lack of books during the mid
dle ages, the Bible was frequently in
terpreted by literal representation.
In 1223 St. Francis of Assisi, hop
ing to inspire greater religious fer
vor among the faithful, received spe
cial permission from the Pope to
present a tableau of the Nativity
scene.
On Christmas eve of that year in
Greccio, Italy, representatives of the
Wise Men and other biblical charac
ters (a young mother laid her "bam
bino" in the Manger), real, live ani
mals, sheep and oxen, finally obedi
ent after hours of tugging and shov
ing, took their place within the chan
cel of the village church.
This first crib was such an imme
diate sensation that the presenta
tion of the Nativity scene at Greccio
became an annual event attracting
many visitors to the heretofore ob
scure village. Famous cribs sprang
up and were presented throughout
southern and central Europe.
During the Renaissance, painted
landscape backgrounds, and increas
ingly realistic figures, richly clad,
elaborate shrines and processions
endowed the cribs with the charac
teristics of highly ornate pageants.
In modern Italy, the Praesepe or
manger is seen in every church at
Christmastime: In Germany, it is
the Krippe: in Czechoslovakia, Jes
liky. In Spain and other Catholic
countries, the Nacimiento or Nativi
ty scene is everywhere—in churches,
public places and private homes.
America, being the melting-pot of
Christmas customs and traditions,
has taken the tree and the crib to its
heart.
Christmas Customs Vary Around the World
Among the fancies that longest
•urvived in Europe, and even be
came naturalized in America was
that at one o’clock Christmas morn
ing, the cattle would turn their heads
eastward, get down on their knees
and worship the King who was born
in a stable. • * ? „ n r* • *
Of more recent date—during the
Christmas season the barnyard
'cocks crow with more than usual
force and frequency.
| The Christmas feeding of birds is
prevalent in Norway and parts of
Sweden. Bunches of oats are placed
on houses, trees and fences. The
children save their money t© be
used to purchase bwndles of oats.
During the early 19th century,
some of the parishioners of the Brit
ish Isles who paid vlctuial tithes,
eiaimed a custom of haing, eijter
'tatnen 'at the' vlcerifce ChfrtstMas
afterijyqn,. u£th fbW fcu$hfls **f mplt,
brewed into ale and beer, two bush
els of •Urlidat! made fetid bread;* ahd
50 pounds of cheese. Any food left
. over was distributed to the poor.
. r. At Culdaff, Ireland, about- 1800,
s Was started' the forerunner of. two
- American pastimes, "shlbney’^ ahd
the “lottery.” Previous tb Christ
mas it was customary'for the labor
ing class to sell fchantes on'i raffle
jf.fer^uttoo. Th? fBvp$te,gam« was
described as kamman* whicit .con
silted in impelling wooden bell
k within crooked- stick-to a given
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point, while an adversary endeav
ored to drive It in a contrary direc
tion. The British Isles are rich in
Chriptma* customs,
i.[Starting at eight O’clock. CluTst
tnascve, with bells tinging, the fchil.t
dren parade the streets of Yorkshire
With drums, trumpets, bells,'or per
haps with the poker and Shovel taken
from their humble Are. A furmety
or yule cake, one for each member
of the family, is always served.
The ancient cu*tom>of sword-danc
ing at Christmas is kept up at Shrop
shire. Grotesquely dressed danc
ers perform their annual routine of
warlike evolutions, some accompa
nied by imitations of the ancient
hobby-horse. o'
The pinata is the Mexican equiva
lent of a Christmas tree It is a
large , clay water jug, decked , In
papier mache rpff and fca|h$rs to
lot* Jike a turkey #r pea^pcfc. lMter
being filled with. to» it £s-i suspend
ed ffom a doorway. |,.
} The Christinas game te- followed
A>ytthe bkeakfing of-the-pindta, The
game starts with a’candlelight pro
cession. ‘All dd6t»bre-'etoied as the
children' march1 through the dark
ened hoqse until they come to the one
over which the pihat,a is hung, feach
cbilfl. armed with a slick, tries.to
break the jar.<7 When the lucky Wow
is delivered the gay trinkets, bird
whistle* or . red- and green candies
tunable to the floor. ' -<;A
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n£ountby Priest and Schoolmaster Joined to Compote Silent Wight
M The - Christs*** ■ Hyhte, 3«8flent
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ppuntry priest, and Ms frith m me'
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,it*l'adu^ty .matte friends MW# it atone
io.be kndwn in all Germany and in
~ttranslation ta many other countries.'
The author of the Verses was Jos
eph Mohr, bbrrf In Setobutfg, Austria,
fn Mil. He was ordained a priest
bv the Roman Catholic bishop of
he b*W ga^r^s u> various ouier
> places. gtvd, uy: 184a )- *
[ v The etfhdoanhteBtfer *of > Amsdobf,
near Laufen, who wro*e‘t3W"fna»ic
of this and a number of lesser known
hytrrrtj, Ubb FfBhz GbUbW, bhrn in
Hochbubg Ip 17W. He died fn'1863 at
Hafihln, neah Salzburg, where he
was organist.
GOD IS MY
CO-PILOT
»Col. Robert L.Scoff wnu. release
The story thus far: After graduating
from West Point, Robert Scott wins his
wings at Kelly Field and takes up combat
flying. He has been an Instructor for
four years when the war breaks out, and
Is told he Is now too old for combat flying.
He appeals to several Generals and Is
finally given an opportunity to get Into
the fight. He flies a bomber Into India,
but on arrival Is made a ferry pilot and
this does not suit him. After paying a
visit to Gen. Chennault he gets a Kitty
hawk and soon becomes a "one man air
force" In the skies over Burma. I-aler
he Is made C.O. of the 23rd Fighter
Group but still keeps knocking down Jap
planes. Ills "Old Exterminator" Is badly
mauled and be gets a new P-40E.
CHAPTER XXIII
It had been only recently, when he
had been taken from his thirteen
four-engine bombers on the wsy to
blast Tokyo, that he had been as
signed to transports. The Japs must
l^ave known just how to get under
his skin, but in the end I think the
knowledge worked against them.
Now he was getting back at them
by having thousands of little leaflets
printed in several languages, espe
cially in Japanese. They read:
COMPLIMENTS OF THE OLD
BROKEN-DOWN TRANS
PORT PILOT
He used to drop some of these
on every bombing mission he led.
He'd go out and tie some to each
bomb; put them in the bomb bay
so that they fell out when the doors
were opened; even throw them out
over the Japanese-occupied cities
that he blasted. I knew now that he
was getting a new supply ready for
Hongkong.
Towards the end of October came
the word we had so long been wait
ing for. Victoria harbor was filled
with Japanese shipping. In deepest
secret we got ready to go.
Our ships would leave from Kun
ming, but we would of course use
the intermediate bases in the Kwei
lin-Hengyang section, 600 miles to
the East. Hongkong, you will re
call, is about 325 miles Southeast of
Kweilin. It is protected by sur
rounding enemy fighter fields at Can
ton and Kowloon. Our objectives
would be the shipping in the harbor,
the shipping at the docks in Kow
loon, and the ships at the drydocks
in Hongkong.
Early on the morning of October
25 our twelve bombers took off from
Yunnan for Kweilin, and shortly aft
erwards Hill, Alison, Holloway and
I led the fighters off. We were all
to infiltrate into Kweilin, a few ships
at a time, so as not to alert the
coast of eastern China.
For two weeks I had worried
about this attack. I thought it would
come any day, and because of the
tension I couldn't sleep.
When I learned that word hadn’t
come, I’d spend another sleepless
night. I got the doctor to give me
something to make me sleep and I
had a headache the next day. I
knew "my wind was up,” as the
British say—but why in hell didn't
we go on and get the attack over
with I
But now I was on the way. I
could see the shark-mouths of the
P-40's all around, and the whole
thing was easy—just what I had
wanted all the time. We sat down
at Kweilin at one-minute intervals
at eight o’clock. The bombers were
soon in, and the Chinese were busy
servicing the field full of ships. They
were the happiest people I had ever
seen. They'd point towards Japan
and point down with their thumbs
and say, “Bu-hao.”
All of us were proud to be going.
But as I looked at those seven P-40's
escorting ten bombers, I could not
h$lp feeling apologetic for that great
est country in the world that we
were representing. Oh, God, if the
day could soon come when we could
go against this enemy with a thou
sand bombers, even a hundred
bombers!
MayDe tne smau ngnter iorce that
we had made us lucky ones who
wpre privileged to go resolve all
thf more that we woujd make up in
quality whgt we lacked ip quantity.
Personally F felt like a. veteran foot
ball player, who has been on the
beach-and has now been called into
the big g«noe. Nearly * year; be
fore. when Hongkong had fallen to
the Japanese attacks from the Asi
atic malrilahd dfl Howl bon,JI had
sworn that 1 would See the first*
bombs hit the Crown Colony. I had
no id^r ftich itit® froiild i&J we
SgDMPSftWSK
we would be intercepted by a suh
perior force of the eflertiy, but that
in less than three minutes after the
[ interception there itrould be only the
[ ships of the U. Army Air Force
; over Victoria harbor v
Now I had the familiar ’’wind up’1*"
trousers I saw that the sweat was
! like iundr-{itpaji pRix$d;$im,Uif red
r dust of Kweilin Fjeldi through which
we had taker) off, ';■! ?. >bn.
d Our altitudb kept increasing to 20,
: 000 feet, ’ whHC-down bekrw at seven
teen thousand were the‘ medium
bombers in javelin formation; two
Vee's of three, and the last elettj'Cnt
a diamond of four. We* passed one
of the river junction check-poiqts
that enabled rnC to compute our
grouud speed. In fifty minutes I
■ could see the glint of the sun on
* the Pacific Ocean. As I saw the
bomber formation again, I felt
proud of the crews of those perfectly
spaced ships. This really was like a
football game: the bombers were
carrying the ball while we in the
pea-shooters ran the interference.
I Imagined General Haynes, down
there in the lead bomber, grinning
as he thought of dropping a few
hundred more of his leaflet souve
nirs to the Japs, "Compliments of
the old broken-down transport pi
lot”—along with at least sixty 500
pound bombs. Big "Butch" Mor
gan, the best bombardier in the Air
Force, had probably wormed his
huge bulk through the tunnel into
the nose of Haynes’ bomber and
was even now intensely interested in
his pet bomb-sight
Now I could even smell the fresh
ness of the Pacific. The sky had
never been so blue. The beauty of
the day and the beauty of those
weapons flying so smoothly under
us made me forget the scratching
of the oxygen mask on my sun
burned neck. It was a joy to look
back and see the six shark-mouths
on the other P-40’s grinning at me.
Some day, I thought, Jap mothers
were going to frighten their children
by referring to them and reminding
the brats of Nippon that their fa
thers had more than likely had that
view of an American P-40 for a last
memory.
As we got closer to the target,
we split our formation of fighters
automatically. Tex Hill, Hampshire,
and Sher stayed with me; Marks
took the other three on the opposite
flank of the bombers. The country
below had become lower in eleva
tion but was green and still hilly.
Over. the radio, as we reached a
The men were mil showing combat
fatigue and needed a rest. They
were tired out by almost constant
alert without relief for twenty-one
days. Many of their flying mates
had been killed in action, and this
helped to lower their morale.
point North of Macao, came the jab
bering of Japanese voices on our
frequency, and we knew from its
ominous sound that they were warn
ing of our attack.
1 tensed a little and looked about
for enemy planes. Far to my left
I could see the three rivers meet
ing at Canton, could see two fields
from which I knew Zeros were tak
ing off to intercept us. We had by
passed Canton purposely by thirty
miles. I saw the bombers chang
ing course: we were around Canton
now, and were going to steer straight
for the North of Kowloon peninsula.
The blue Pacific looked friendly,
reminding me of the southern Cali
fornia coast. The old, familiar fog
banks that should have been cover
ing San Clemente and Catalina were
shrouding instead the Ladrones Is
lands, with only their hilltops visi
ble. sticking out from the fog on the
China Sea.
We were turning over Macao,
where the Clippers used to land. To
the South I could see another Jap
field, Sanchau Island. Now to the
right was Hongkong Island, shaped
like a kidney and mountainous, just
about nine miles long and three or
four rhiles across. I could make out
the indentations of the romantic
sounding bays whose names I knew
—$andy. Telegraph, Keller, and Re
pulse. There were points of land
jutting towards the maipland—Quar
ry Point, with its Naval Drydock,’
an®'J5hek'T<mg Tstii, the p*>fnt over
Wl\ich We WOtjld^gM out aerial tiat^. ’
tie. Reaching "towards thfe Island,
like a finger wkk KSWWfRnPWVnp
sula, separated.from j^by- the blue
waters of Victoria harbor. ' Near the
ehd of the’Spit oh ’ land'’closest to
Hfbngkpbjj. I saw the h»rge’iftodern
Peninsular teojel. All or u$ knew
that Japanese Generals,: and staff
officers slept there with their Wom
en. ? • !• - - ‘
I, .crossed‘arophd and over1; Gen- |
pral Wr^filionsj
'Watching vigilantly..,. FAP below 1^
sawdust on KakTak airdromes and"
knew that enemy ships were taking
! off tb attack ai. My throat felt dry
| and ,1 had traublg iWafthwirift' %:
[ turned my gild’ switch off arjd on [
i nervously.iT, ,■> r
Now I saw the bomb-bay doors
: opening; and I couldn’t keep the
' tear* of excitement fftom burning
my eyes. Anti-aircraft was begin
ning to dot the sky with black and ’
white puffj. A* 1 dove almost 1o fhe
level of the bombers, I iould feel
the ack-ack rofck my fighter ship. I
kept S-ing to watch for the enemy
fighters that must be coming.
I saw the yellow bombs begin to
fall in long strings, imposed on the
dark green of the world below. They
got smaller and smaller as the noses
pointed slowly down. Remembering
my movie camera. I tried to take
pictures of the explosions. The
bombs seemed to take years to fall,
and I began to think they were all
duds. The ack-ack burst closer as
the Japs got the range while we
went straight in. I know I was
never more excited in all my life.
I yelled, "Okay, Hirohito—we have
lots more where those came from!”
I kept looking behind and under us
for the bombs to burst.
And then I saw the first white ex
plosion-right on the docks of Kow
loon. After that they came so fast
you couldn’t count them. I let my
camera run as the explosions turned
from white to black—there were oil
fires now. I could see the flash of
the anti-aircraft guns from the North
shore of Hongkong Island, as we con
tinued across Victoria harbor. I
risked another look at the target; it
was covered with smoke from one
end to the other. Then I got my
eyes back to searching for enemy
interceptors.
Why in hell didn’t the bombers
turn for home? They had dropped
the damn bombs, but they were still
going on endlessly towards that point
of Shek Tong Tsui. All of us were
keyed up. But then the long javelin
of B-25’s began to turn to the right.
Mission accomplished — now they
had the down-hill run to base, and I
began to get that old feeling of re
lief. Then, somehow, I felt cheated.
Where were the enemy fighters? I
raised my camera, sighted again,
and took the formation as it swung
over the burning docks.
Then, as I glanced about, I saw
them, silhouette after silhouette,
climbing terribly steeply towards
the bombers. I know now that they
had got there from Kai Tak below
in four minutes; they had made the
sixteen thousand feet in that short
time. I felt my camera drop to my
lap, hit my knee, then drop to the
metal floor of the fighter. I was fum
bling now for the "mike” button on
the throttle; then I was calling:
"Bandits ahead — Zerooooos! At
eleven o’clock.” Fumbling again for
the throttle quadrant, shoving ev
erything as far forward as I could, 1
marvelled at the steepness of the
climb the enemy ships were main
taining. I called: "Zeros at twelve
o’clock,” to designate their direction
clock-fashion from us. I heard Tex
Hill reply: "Hell, I see ’em.” I could
hear the jabber of the Japs still try
ing to block our frequency.
I was diving now, aiming for
the lead Zero, turning my gunsight
on and off, a little nervously check
ing again and again to see that the
gun-switch was at “on.” I jerked
the belly-tank release and felt the
underslung fifty-gallon bamboo tank
drop off. We rolled to our backs
to gain speed for the attack and
went hell-bent for the Zeros. I kept
the first Zero right in the lighted
sight and began to fire from over a
thousand yards, for he was too close
to the bombers. Orange tracers
were coming from the B-25’s, too.
Five hundred yards before I got
to the Zero, I saw another P-40
bearing the number 151 speed in
and take it. That was Tex Hill. He
followed the Zero as it tried to
turn sharply into the bombers and
shot it down. Tex spun from his
tight turn as the Jap burst into
flames. I took the next Zero—they
seemed to be all over the sky now.
I went so close that I could see the
pilot’s head through the glass can
opy and the little tail-wheel that was
not retracted, and I knew it was a
Navy Zero—the little wheel was built
for the arresting-gear of a carrier.
My tracers entered the cockpit and
smoke poured back, hiding the can
opy. and I went by.
As I turned to take another ship
below me, I saw four airplanes fall
ing in flames towards the waters of
Victoria harbor. I half rolled again
and skidded in my dive to shake
any Zero that might be on my tail.
I saw another P-40 shooting at a
Jap, but there was a Zero right on
his tail. I dove for this one. He
grew in my sights, and as my trac
ers crossed in front of him he turned
into me. I shot him down aa hi*
ship seemed to stand s,tiii><Jnlithe |
vertical bank. The slup was-'threa ,
*r foUTJtiuhdred yajpds fforrrme, *«nd
it fkl to,wai‘tfsnthe,'frateCT6V «N|Sne
times it was just a short burst as the i
'Jip went In for. our bomberidSome*
times I fired at one that wad. turn-1
int and I’d'kfep .reefihg; back on
■tpy stick, my jdiip vyould and
-im -readver tar below- ;I-*bot>dewn ‘
another ship that didn’t sesame: I
got It avith on* shbtf fcutst'tnwn kb-/,
rectl^ Atetp, o ho-dP^fipn Shot.
rtf tpjs a^ttac^ I could Japa
nese *hip y;bfgte as my .4),urst of .
six‘fifty-calibre guns bit-.it* -"First it
just shook, then one wing went up. j
I saw the canopy shot completely
'6ff; then 5 went across it’. Tdroing
back in a dive to keep my speed, I
watched the enemy ship,, a* it dove
straight down, stream flames for a
distance the length of the airplane
behind.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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